Fair is fair

The beginning of July is two days away... And that means every sorority at FSC needs to put their profile on lockdown till the end of recruitment.

See, Panhellenic (the sorority government) had to make certain rules so all the girls would play fair. They're annoying, but necessary. Things should be equal, because do you really want to trick a girl into joining your organization if she was meant to be somewhere else? I know I don't.

So NO talking to the Potential New Members outside of events.

NO advertising for solely your own organization... And when I say this that means equal representation in any written articles, no bad mouthing other organizations, and no taking PNMs off campus.

All of that goes without saying, right?

We are all different. We have different philanthropies, different colors, and different girls. There is one thing that should be the same: How we treat each other.

Are we equal? Will everyone be fair? I hope so.

The Benefit of a Website

With lack of job I have become creative. At first, I made a photobucket account with all my best work-- but I didn't get any interest. My lovely boyfriend made me a website with my photography and the next day I began receiving e-mails. Now, some of them are odd and I'm a bit nervous. But luckily if I ask for references for safety measures-- they reply gladly. This is great because I'm building my portfolio and getting summer cash. I hope it keeps on coming!

One offer I'm most excited about entails going to NJ to cover a Beauty Pageant. I find out if I get the gig tomorrow. Cross your fingers because this is a big IF! How cool would that be?

This actually fits into my life dreams: To own my own studio!

Actually my life dream is to win the lottery then become famous off my photography...

But really the studio is my biggest hope. So thank you Environment NH for screwing me over and making me become creative in a job sense. You really pushed me out there. Like I said I believe everything happens for a reason.

Till next time, be safe when it comes to the internet as I am attempting,

Sampa

Inanimate

It's Father's day. I have to admit I'm not a fan. Three years ago my father died of a heart attack the day after Father's Day.

It was my friend's birthday and though I was more then happy to celebrate with him, I was nervous. I'm so sensitive around this time. But I buckled down and put a smile on. And let me say that I had an amazing time. Till about three in the morning.

A man I met last night turned to me out of nowhere and started telling me things he couldn't have known. This man claimed to be psychic. He used words so specific that would grind on me. That made me think. He turned to me and said, 'Your father... Is he inanimate?'

Inanimate

Such a strong word. See, long story short... My dad wasn't really around much. Even when he lived with me. He became an abusive alcoholic. And even though I know he loved me, he couldn't show it. He was inanimate.


By the time he realized he wanted to be a part of my life the last few months, I was so hurt... and he was half way across the country. But I do have to say that the last day he lived, he did try... Very hard.

Now he's ultimately gone. And I've cried to movies like The Simpsons and Shrek 4... Just because the fathers had a second chance. And I would do anything to have that chance for him... That he wanted.

And now I say to you on this Father's Day: Life is short. It's important to show the ones you love how you feel. Call your loved ones, call them now and tell them you love them. You do not have forever to do so.

Do not be inanimate in life.

Would you jump off a cliff if your friend did it?

Oh the old saying our parents used to say to us. But in MY hometown... Jumping off certain cliffs is a normalcy. So, yes, I would. If you could prove to me that I wasn't going to die. I'd rather jump off a cliff then go on a rope swing. I REFUSE! But that's a story for another day.

There's this relatively secret place where my friends and I spend a lot of our summer. It's my little piece of heaven on earth. My dad used to take me there when I was little, and after he passed away my friends took me there to cheer me up.

The cliff overlooks this mini whirlpool that was naturally created by large rocks. This whirlpool leads to a wide and deep river with a weak current. Further down there's this mini cave that leads to a private beach where you can daydream. It seems the sun always shines on this little place. My place. Where I can draw and write... And take pictures. And sometimes when a gather the courage--I think of one wish, close my eyes, take a breath, and run off that cliff.

And for that moment I am totally free.

Left, Left, Left, Right, Leaving

My little brother is leaving for the army tomorrow. My little fraternity brother, that is.

In a selfish world I'd like to say this sucks. I have been living in that selfish world since he first told me what he wanted to do.

This year he became one of my best friends. He was someone I told everything to and do almost anything for. And now he's leaving.

But that's the wrong way to think about it. He's doing something for himself, because he wants to. And though it really hurts, it wasn't fair for me to show him that.

Everything will be okay though, right? He's gone till October... He said he'd write. I hope he remembers to tell me when he comes back.

I hope he wants to see me when he comes back.

It'll be fine. I will be fine. He will be fine. He will be great. What he's doing is noble, heroic. What he's doing is what he wants.

I will be fine.

It's my party and I'll... ?

Yes, it's true... my birthday is coming in a week. Not just any birthday... But my BIG 2-1! I should know exactly what to do, right? But I don't... I wish I had my birthday in the middle of the school year. It would be easier. I did this with my sweet sixteen too--my family and I went bowling.

It can't be like that this year. This is my last big deal birthday! So last night I told everyone last night without a plan! I will find a place to go where all my friends can come and have fun! I WILL! But I only have a few days...

Good grief!

Wish me luck?

Sampa

I'm going to sell my foot on Ebay

Not really, but I discovered the wonders and excitement of the website today.

Due to lack of job, I am running low on cash. I don't want to be a burden on my mother, and I need money for food, school supplies, and dues. I also was hoping to buy a car.

I'm ruling that last one out for now. But the others I think I can manage by selling things I don't need on Ebay for now. After putting up an item of my own, I decided to look around for the first time. It's so exciting! If I HAD a job I'd probably be bidding on dresses left and right.

But for now you could say I am window shopping on the net.

I've applied to like twenty jobs this week but I really think it's too late. I'm going to keep trying.

PS I'm still upset from what Environment New Hampshire did. I'm hoping it happened for a reason. As of right now... I don't see one.

I'll be crossing my fingers and watching my items get bid on on Ebay!

Sampa

Doing Laundry in Public is Awkward

After coming home, of course I had a lot of laundry to do. I have a very nice mother who will spend the day at a local place separating clothes with me. However... I always find it a little awkward going into these public clothes washing facilities.

For one, everyone--including me-- always wear the clothes they clearly don't care about. This way it won't matter if they miss the washing experience.

Then there's always that man who hits on everyone. Hey, I give you credit, older gentleman. It's a good idea. Hit on women when you're cleaning. It makes you look like you give a fuck about how you look.

Here's why that fails:

I don't think anyone wants to be hit on when their dirty unmentionables are out on a table. DONE

Also, people are having the most awkward conversations. I don't really want to know that your angry ex husband just got out of jail and could walk in any minute. I don't want to consider all the ways I could dodge bullets in my laundry clothes.

Yeah, doing laundry is pretty awkward. If you have machines at home consider yourself lucky.